One Piece: Nobody has more Devil Fruits than me.

Just like that navy guy who just mentioned slavery, all the people on his ship were slaves of the Celestial Dragons before.

What about the navy?

Their justice is predicated on protecting the Celestial Dragons, who are the world's largest slave owners.

What, the navy can bark and howl at its master?

Lieutenant Sred immediately realized that the visitor was up to no good, but he remained completely calm, as Colonel Ray from headquarters was right there.

He sneered, "What a fool! He actually chose to come when our branch is at its strongest."

"Are you talking about the headquarters outside?"

A casual remark caused Lieutenant Shredder's expression to change drastically.

Has he met Colonel Ray?

“That guy’s not tough. If you’re that confident, I hope you can handle it,” Russell said with a laugh.

However, Lieutenant Sred's smile seemed a bit devilish.

Are you kidding me?

Even the colonel at headquarters is no match for him. Just who is this guy?

How could the East Blue possibly allow such powerful pirates to exist?

Lieutenant Sreid's face twitched, but he quickly made a decision and raised his machete to swing it.

Of course, not facing Russell, but with his completely unsuspecting subordinates behind him.

If what Russell said is true, he has no chance against him!

If Russell was lying, he would kill the man later, then repackage himself and pin the blame for his men's deaths on Russell.

You won't lose money no matter what!

Chapter 13 Famous sword? Demon knife!

Seeing this, Russell couldn't help but look at this man with slightly higher regard.

To be honest, when it comes to ruthlessness, the Navy isn't necessarily much less ruthless than the pirates.

They can kill their own people without their hands even trembling.

I think he'd be better suited to be a pirate.

Of course, Russell had no interest in recruiting such people as his subordinates. At least he would only join if he couldn't win, and that would earn him a slightly higher regard.

Did I tell you to do that?

Russell raised an eyebrow, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he walked over with an air of oppressive force.

Lieutenant Sred's somewhat ingratiating smile immediately froze.

Why isn't this person playing by the rules?!

"You're really giving me too much credit. You don't actually think I'm scared, do you? Killing these people was just to tell you..."

Lieutenant Srader growled, "I'm actually pretty strong too!"

The next second, the ground cracked open, and he turned and ran.

"Heh, trying to run away?"

Watching the other person smash headfirst into the wall next to them, creating a large hole as they ran out.

Russell seemed to have anticipated this.

A guy who's so afraid of dying that he'll kill his own people, do you really expect him to actually make a move?

Putting everything else aside, the other party's perception is indeed quite good.

When they were on the island, the wild beasts sensed Russell's murderous intent and ran away in the same way.

Those who can survive in this dangerous sea all possess some kind of skill.

Indeed, what Sred is most proud of is his perception, which has helped him through many life-or-death crises.

The moment Russell revealed his murderous intent, he lost all will to fight.

"Damn it, where did this monster come from? Its killing intent is just as strong as the monsters on Vice Admiral Garp's ship."

Sreid couldn't help but curse. The monsters on Admiral Garp's ship were all elites who had been adventuring in the New World for a long time.

"It seems they really defeated Colonel Ray; now we can only wait for reinforcements..."

As long as you're alive, there's hope!

This pirate probably doesn't know that Marine hero Garp's fleet is nearby.

Do you really think the East China Sea is the weakest sea?

That's only because Vice Admiral Garp returns frequently, nipping dangerous pirates like this in the bud!

Suddenly, Lieutenant Srad felt his foot slip.

"How could I... have fallen?"

How could I possibly make such a mistake?

"The Smooth-Smooth Fruit's power is useful in this respect; is that the only advantage of Paramecia-type Devil Fruits?"

As he heard the other person's voice, Lieutenant Sreid tilted his head back and saw a pair of hands reaching out to grab him.

Immediately afterwards, his face was covered and his body was slammed to the ground.

Boom!

The ground shattered into pieces. Lieutenant Sreid coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling his internal organs churning. Then he saw the man's lips curl into a devilish grin.

"You have the key to the warehouse, don't you?"

Click,

With the sound of bones cracking, Russell stood up, took the keys from Lieutenant Sreid's waist, and said, "I'd like to see how much you can embezzle."

Fifty years have passed since all the taxes in this town were collected?

That's incredibly greedy.

Of course, once the money ends up in his pocket, there's no problem.

As I was leaving with my keys, I turned around and saw a little guy looking around.

The little one is Rika. Russell thought she had left after bringing him here. "Hey, you're still here?"

Rika whispered, "I'm worried you'll get caught by those marines."

Russell couldn't help but laugh. These good-for-nothing sailors had no fighting spirit whatsoever. They could only bully ordinary people with their guns.

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm a pirate. Have you ever seen a pirate who willingly seeks death with the Marines?"

Rika shook her head, then nodded.

The little girl has quite a lot of experience. She just saw him wipe out all those marines without leaving a trace, yet she didn't react at all.

They're either born to be pirates, or they're just commonplace.

In this small town, the latter seems more likely.

Russell took two steps to reach the warehouse, inserted the key, pushed it open, and his breathing quickened slightly.

Before him lay stacks of Pele, worth at least tens of millions.

"No wonder the navy's combat power is so weak. They're like rats gnawing on their own rice granaries every day. It would be a miracle if they had any combat power at all."

Russell grinned, "No one ever complains about having too much money."

That's why everyone loves being a pirate; when they're short on money, they just rob the Marines. It's become a source of reliance for them.

Rika's eyes lit up; it was the first time she had ever seen so much money.

Russell chuckled from the side, "Don't you think being a pirate isn't so bad?"

The town of Shells also contributed a lot to this.

Even Russell felt that if Rika asked him to return the money to the townspeople, he would be prepared to show the little girl what the wickedness of society was.

Do you know what pirates are?

As a result, Rika invited Russell to her house to buy some local specialties.

"Do pirates not pay either, just like the Navy?" Rika asked timidly, sensing Russell's gaze.

"Bullshit, low-level pirates and inferior marines don't pay when they buy things."

Robbing the navy is a profession.

Buying things is consumption!

Can these two be confused?

Rika immediately beamed with joy. The people in the town loved merchant ships from outside the town the most, as they were much better than the navy that nominally protected them.

The town's economy is stagnant, with messy taxes and no payment for purchases.